Angels - Poems

I stay in caves and trees 
etched in rocks and leaves
As the rhythm in the rain 
And the endurance in pain
As balance in flight
As purity in might
As the grass that didn't learn to bow
As the tear that refused to flow
As the spark of life from a dying flame 
As the anonymous keeper of the Hall of Fame
As the hope of life i reside in death
As the possibility of doom I reside in every breath.

Cosmic skies cracked above,
bringing down the light of love
Angels pure, descend with grace,
Bringing warmth to cold embrace.
Wings of white, a shimmering sight,
Carrying hope through the endless night.
their being glows by compassion's flame
whispering peace in love's sweet name.